Welcome back to another chapter! I want to quickly thank everyone who followed or Favorited! It means a lot to moi :D Anyway, I will make this quick because I am way past my bedtime. I have work in, like, five hours and need major sleep!

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Spencer was trying her best not to burst out into giggles as she watched her father and Steve stand side by side a few feet from her. It had been a few hours since Bruce and Steve had arrived and they were still trying to locate Loki or the Tesseract. Spence had been watching the hustle and bustle of the control room with slight interest taking note of the man playing Galaga. How the man even got that game through S.H.I.E.L.D's tough lock systems was pretty impressive.

Nat was nowhere to be seen but figured she was doing something productive. Through the control room Spence could see Bruce flittering around expertly in his new lab. He looked more at ease in there then out here on the main deck. Bruce, who must've felt someone staring at him, looked up directly at Spencer. Spencer threw him a beaming smile and waved. Oddly enough, Bruce threw her a nervous but genuine, small smile before returning to his work.

"I mean, it it's not too much trouble." Her father spoke trying to contain his excitement.

Spencer snickered lowly as she twirled one of her daggers between her fingers. Steve, who was now dressed in a light brown plaid shirt and brown pants, seemed focused on watching the other agents. "No, no. It's fine." Steve replied back with a small, charming smile.

Spencer almost busted out laughing at the star-struck look on her father's face. She could've sworn she saw him swoon too. It was then her father, per usual, began to ramble about his trading cards, "It's a vintage set," He boasted proudly trying to keep his voice low, "It took me a couple of years to collect them all," Steve threw a hasty look over his shoulder towards Spencer and Spencer merely smirked at the Captain, "Near mint, slight foxing around the edges but.."

Thankfully, a low beeping gained everyone's attention immediately. Agent Jasper had gotten a hit from his computer, "We got a hit. Sixty-seven percent match. Weight, cross match, seventy-nice percent." The dark man spoke out loud towards Dir. Fury.

Her father perked up, "Location?"

Spencer had quickly slide over the table, much to Fury's disapproval, jumped over the railing onto the lower deck and next to her father and Steve. "Stuttgart, Germany. 28, Konigrstrasse," The agent looked back at them confused, "He's not exactly hiding."

Fury nodded before turning to both Steve and Spencer, "Captain and Spencer," Excitement shot through her tiny body and she grinned widely, "You're both up."

Steve nods before turning on his heel and heading back to their living quarters to suit up. Spencer was about to follow suit when Fury added on, "Spencer, please, be careful out there."

She didn't miss the concern look in his eye or the one her father was sending her. Spencer smiled softly, "I'll have Nat and Steve with me. We'll be fine. I'll be fine." She assured going over to kiss Fury's cheek and hugging her father. Phil hugged his daughter back tightly feeling a tight knot forming in his stomach. He pushed back his worried knowing his daughter could handle herself.

If she was anything like him, Spencer was a definite fighter.

Spencer sped through the halls trying to catch up to Steve but found him waiting around the corner from the control room waiting for her. "Thanks for waiting." Spencer smiled delightfully as they began to make haste towards their living quarters.

Steve returned the smile slightly, "You're welcome. Is this going to be your first outing?" Steve hesitantly asked with slightly red cheeks.

Spencer giggled lowly and nodded, "Yes, it is. I'm a bit nervous, to be honest." She murmurs. Her stomach was in knots but she knew it was simply her nerves. It had been quite sometime since she last was out on a mission. She did train during her time as a civilian but this time was for real. She was going to face the man responsible for taking Clint away from her…and this man wasn't exactly normal. This man was a god.

Steve paused as Spencer unlocked one of the high-level security doors. Steve couldn't even tell the younger girl was nervous. She had this solemn but excited gleam in her eyes and her posture was poised and relaxed. She looked far from nervous but Steve knew better, too. He was the same exact way sometimes. He reached out to gently place his large hand on her shoulder. He was met with vividly turquoise-blue eyes that peered up at him curiously.

"I am a hundred percent sure that you will do more then fine, Spencer, I am positive the Agents here don't gloat about you for just any reason." He tried his best to reassure her. Steve, sometimes, wasn't the best at consoling women. He tried not to cringe openly at the thought.

Spencer felt her nerves smooth away from hearing Cap's words, "They gloat about me?" She questioned with a perplexed expression. She had definitely not known that. She was sure they spoke highly of her whenever she walked out of a room but gloat?

Steve grinned handsomely at her as they began to move forward, "A lot. Especially your father and Maria Hill. You seem to be a great pride and joy here." Steve informed seeing Spencer's eye light up with glee.

"Most of the agents here have known me since I was a toddler," Spencer murmured with nostalgia in her voice, "I guess I'm not too surprised to hear that they've been gloating." She rolled her eyes and Steve chuckled lightly. They slipped into a comfortable silence and once they had reached their living quarters, they both went into their respective rooms. Spencer wasn't surprised to see Nat standing in her room frowning down at her newly modified suit.

"Something wrong, Nat?" Spencer tried not to smirk. It didn't take a genius to find out that Nat was definitely worried about Spencer going out on her first mission since the H.Y.D.R.A. incident almost two years ago.

The older agent turned to look at Spencer with a frown, "What if Clint is there?" Her voice was extremely hard and icy, "What if you have to fight him?" This question seem to ooze worry for both Spencer and Clint.

It hadn't even occurred to Spencer that she may be walking into a fight where fighting her own beloved Clint was a high option. Spencer paled slightly and tightly clutched the bottom of her shirt. "Do you believe he'll be there?" Spencer whispered walking up to Nat's side.

Nat exhaled softly though it was easy to see her anxiety, "I don't know. I just know that there is a chance."

Spencer felt her heart beat a bit more quickly now. She gazed from Nat's stoic face down towards her suit; where her suit used to be entirely black now it was adorned with yellows electrical designs mainly on the arms, legs, and the back. Spencer clucked her tongue in mild annoyance. From the corner of her eye, she saw Nat smirk.

"Well, it isn't as horribly cliché as I thought it was going to be," Spencer began to take off her clothes knowing they had to hurry, "At least it isn't completely yellow." Spencer cringed at the thought. Yellow was totally not her color.

Nat sat herself down in one of the chairs and replied swiftly, "Fury has been trying out code names for you." Humor was laced into her words.

Spencer caught this and threw a dry look over her shoulder and at the red head, "I swear if they fucking name me Sparky, I will blow this fucking hellicarrier out of the damn sky." Spencer was not kidding. She absolutely loathed that damn nickname, Sparky. As if she was a damn fucking dog! She repeatedly threatened anyone and everyone that if she ever heard them calling her Sparky, they would end up with a damn eye-patch.

Nat gave out a small laugh as Spencer hurriedly put on her suit feeling the material cling to her body tightly but not to the point where it was uncomfortable. Spencer pulled on her converser, ignoring the amused but dry look from Nat, and quickly rearranged her weapons onto her body. Within seconds, Spencer and Nat headed out and greeted Steve who was patiently waiting out in the hall.

Spencer cocked her eyebrow at the sight of Steve's newly modified suit. It was a bit more updated then his previous one. This one she liked a lot better. It wasn't as cliché or flashy. "Nice suit." She was glad she wasn't the only one wearing something cliché.

Steve took note of the yellow bolts on her suit and smirked slightly, "Glad I wasn't the only one." In which both master assassins laughed. With that, they hurried up to the air deck to get into their jet and head to Germany.

Spencer was doing her best to relax her nerves. Nat remained with a stoic look on her sharp, beautiful face but Spencer could tell Nat was incredibly stressed and worried. Her posture was incredibly stiff. Steve had this calmed look on his face as if this wasn't new to him but the way he kept side-glancing at her and Nat, it was obvious he, too, was nervous but was doing his best not to show it. Spencer knew this wasn't Steve's first rodeo but it had been many years since he was last in action.

Spencer bit her lip as she watched people hustle and bustle around her. Once they rounded the corner to head up onto the loading deck they were greeted by Phil. Spencer wasn't surprised to see her father there. He always made a habit of seeing her off whenever she went off on missions. Spencer felt her inner worries dissipate at the sight of old man. Phil gave her a smile that spoke a thousand words. Nat and Steve headed out to give them some privacy.

"Hey sweetie, ya nervous?" Phil murmured bringing her in for a tight hug.

Spencer exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding in as she buried her face into her father's chest. She could hear the steady and strong beating of his heart and it reassured her a bit. "Is it that obvious?" Spencer mumbled against his chest.

His chest shook with a small laugh, "No, but I am your father, remember?" They briefly pulled apart and Spencer smiled lightly at her dad.

"Touché," Spencer giggled before asking, "Worried?"

Phil felt his lip twitch in amusement, "That obvious?"

It was Spencer's turn to laugh, "I am your daughter."

Phil laughed along with her before clearing his throat, "I assume that Fitz advised you of his new invention he wanted you and only you to have?" Her father questioned with raised eyebrow.

Spencer had remembered briefly that Fitz had texted her earlier stating he had new toys for her but not that they were meant exclusively for her. "He didn't mention they were only meant for me." Spencer murmured softly.

Phil smirked turning around to pull out a black briefcase and lightly passing it to his daughter, "Don't open it until you're in the jet. He said he had it tested out until near perfection. He's very proud of it and told me to update him on how you like it."

Spencer was a bit confused but smiled, "Tell him I said thanks if I don't come back soon, okay?" She pecked her father's cheek murmuring a soft, "I love you."

Spencer pushed the heavy door to the loading deck hearing her father call out, "I love you too. Be safe, Spence." The worry in his voice was clear.

Spencer threw him a cheeky and excited grin, "Always."

She hurried towards the jet ignoring the biting cold. The air was a bit hard to breathe because the temperature had dropped alarmingly but it was normal. She wasn't used to being up in the hellicarrier though. She was glad that her suit kept her body warm during the cold and cool in the heat. Spencer ducked inside the jet with a relieved sigh. Her face felt frozen for the short time she had been outside. Steve was buckling himself in for the short ride to Germany. Nat was already beginning to lift off. Spencer took a seat next to the Cap and buckled herself in.

"New present?" Steve questioned with a light smile after Spencer had put on her headset so they could speak clearly to each other.

Spencer nodded eagerly, "One of our weapons nerds developed it for me even though I had no idea he made it for me." She adds the last part in a low, quiet mutter.

"Maybe Fitz has a crush on you." Nat suggested. Spencer could hear that damn smirk in Nat's voice.

Spencer scoffed, "That boy is madly in love with Simmons."

Nat snickered quietly in agreement.

They had posted bets on how long it would take Fitz and Simmons to finally acknowledge their love for each other.

Steve smiled at Spencer as she quickly opened the suitcase and neatly folded inside was a metal…thing? Spencer glanced at Steve with slight confusion. Steve looked right back at her almost silently asking, "If you don't know what the heck it is, how should I?" Spencer stared down at the neatly folded black metal before gently prying it out of its case. She pushed the briefcase onto the seat on her other side and began to unfold the black, light metal thing.

Realization dawned on her as she unfolded the rest of the contraption. "It's a hoverboard!" She gasped with delight.

The hoverboard was extremely light—it almost weighed nothing. Spencer tentatively felt around for some sort of start button but found none. Steven kept quiet and watched Spence with amusement. He had liked the child-like excitement on her face when she realized what that thing was. Although, Steve had no idea what a hoverboard was but he kept quiet figuring the younger assassin would clue him in.

Spencer frowned and placed the hoverboard on her lap before searching through the briefcase for instructions' or anything. She didn't find that but instead found a black, metal band. It was about the normal size of a rubber bracelet, the ones you get from Hot Topic of Tilly's. Although, the metal band was completely black and nothing else was in the briefcase. Spencer sighed and smiled, "Fitz couldn't even bother leaving instructions?"

Steve chuckled beside her.

Spencer slipped on the bracelet and was surprised to see that it was too big—there was a sudden light beep that emitted from the band and it had lit up suddenly. Spencer watched curiously as the band adjusted its self into a smaller and firm size around her wrist. There was a quick prick of pain from her wrist before small beeps rose from the band before the hoverboard in her lap began to make noises as well.

She glanced down and leaned over to place the hoverboard on the ground in front of watching as a blue light emitted from the bottom of the hoverboard and the metal board began to hover a few inches off the ground. Spencer blinked in surprise but frowned. This was a cool ass toy but what purpose did it serve? Spencer tilted her head eyeing the board with curiosity. She really had wished that Fitz would've put some damn instructions in the briefcase.

"So, it's like a skateboard?" Steve questioned watching Spencer frown at the hovering board.

Spencer nodded, "Yeah, I honestly didn't think we even had the tech to build one of these." She spoke with a perplexed expression on her face.

"Do you not like it?" Steve pushed with a curious look.

Spencer shook her head, "No, I do like it. I'm just a bit at a loss…Fitz didn't include any damn instructions and I honestly don't know what the heck I'm supposed to be doing with a hoverboard." But Spencer was quickly coming up with ideas on what to do with it.

Spencer reached over and grabbed the board lightly and settled it into her lap. Almost on command, the board turned off. Spencer was going to demand Fitz send her some damn instructions. She didn't know how far this thing went off the ground for, if it needed to be charged, or what it could exactly do. Spencer shook her head as Steve started speaking to Nat about Loki. Knowing Fitz, the dang idiot probably forgot to put the instructions in the briefcase before he sent it off and probably realized his mistake only after Simmons found the instructions in their lab.

Spencer couldn't help the chuckle of amusement that escaped her pink lips. She could totally imagine that scene in her head, perfectly. It was such a Fitz-Simmons thing.

It didn't take Nat long to get them to their designation. Steve was already on his feet as Nat spoke through their headsets, "Welcome to Stuttgart, Germany."

She opened the back door of the jet as Steve swiftly and without another word dropped out of the jet leaving Spencer speechless and in shock.

How the hell was she supposed to get down…?

Spencer glanced down at her hoverboard and fought the urge to smack herself in the face. She shook her head as she dropped the board and it automatically turned on before it hit the ground. She had no time to test the board out or ponder how the hell to use it so, she simply decided to try and ride it like a normal skateboard.

But she sucked ass at riding a skateboard because she always managed to fall flat on her ass when riding one. Spencer was great at a lot of things but skateboarding hadn't been one. Spencer placed her feet on the board and watched with interest as the area under her feet sunk it and locked her feet in place. She shrugged and quickly leaned forward urging the board to move. In response, the board lurched forward dropping her down a dangerous height into a large ground of panicking Germans, one smirking Asgardian, and a Senior Citizen.

Her stomach dropped and Spencer held her breath as her hoverboard dropped a few safe inches from the wet ground right as civilians scurried to safety and Loki smirked dangerously at Steve. Spencer jumped off of her board, surprising herself when the board easily let her go, and took her side next to Captain America.

"You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everyone else, we ended up disagreeing." Steve remarked adjusting his hold on his star spangled shield.

Loki, the Prince Asgardian, was infuriatingly handsome and no one could deny that. Spencer wouldn't. Loki was handsome but of course, he was bat-shit crazy and evil and had already killed hundreds of people without a care in the world. Oh, and not to mention Loki had Clint and Dr. Selvig under his command because of that damn spear.

Loki grinned savagely at Steve, "The soldier. A man out of time."

Steve scoffed, "I'm not the one who's out of time."

Loki, without any surprise, watches Nat direct a machine gun right at him from the jet. Loki seems amused but makes no move to attack; instead, he takes interest in Spencer. Spencer remained cool and collected as mischievous, blue eyes honed in on her. Steve stiffened beside her but Spencer remained calm. She felt unnerved by the way he was looking at her. He was curious about her but at the same time, disgusted?

"And who is this?" Loki's grin turned into a major creepy smile.

Spencer clenched her jaw but before she could response Nat did, "Loki, drop the weapon and stand down."

Loki kept his blue eyes on Spencer. Spencer coolly stared at the Asgardian Prince in return. Loki tore his gaze off of the girl and out of nowhere shoots a blast of blue energy right at the Quinjet. Spencer prepared herself for a battle as Nat maneuvers the jet out of the way and just in time too. Steve threw his shield with amazing speed and precision and aimed it right at Loki.

The battle had begun.

I didn't know how to end, haha. I wanted to keep going but like I stated, it's time for this adult to go to sleep! I think I might do another update soon though. I didn't quite know how I was going to make Spencer mobile...she's still pretty human except for the fact that she has electricity coursing through her body, hehe, so I had to figure out how to make her mobile throughout the story. My brother actually suggested the hoverboard and it cleared a lot of problems up for me, haha! I don't know if S.H.I.E.L.D actually has the tech for that but let's pretend they do.

Also, I know what Spencer's Avenger Name is but I won't say until the next chapter XD